In the eastern part of the Immortal Realm, inside the Divine Star.
On the vast platform, the blood flames on the eight altars were burning violently.
Outside the formation, the blood and energy transformed by essence and blood continue to leak out on the surface of the bodies of a group of second-generation gods.
They thought they only needed to sacrifice a small part of their essence and blood.
But unexpectedly, after the divine formation was activated... the absorption of their essence and blood became stronger over time.
It's like there's a greedy and bloodthirsty existence who wants to suck the essence and blood in their bodies dry!
This is a very terrible feeling, but no one dares to show it, so he can only grit his teeth and hold on.
After all, the Lord of God has issued a death order. Whoever dares to retreat at this time is equivalent to disobeying the Lord of God's order and may even lose his life for it.
In addition to my own feelings, the greater horror comes from the aura emitted from the center of the divine array in front!
Majestic, ancient, and with an extremely cold and dead aura.
What exactly does this corpse exist?
The second-generation gods present didn't know that there was such a corpse, let alone the third-generation son and goddess.
"Boom boom boom..."
As the blood sacrifice to the Eight Desolations of Blood, the outline of the corpse could be seen at the center of the divine formation.
It has absorbed a large amount of essence and blood, and has recovered, and is summoned from the sealed land.
From the perspective of the primitive gods, you can even see his head.
A head of withered blonde hair scattered on the shoulders.
His skin appears snow-white, his eyes are also grayish white, but his lips are pitch black.
He was wearing a pitch-black robe with white patterns on it, like chains that were bound.
As his body gradually rises, the lines on the robe gradually dissipate.
When the primitive gods saw the face of this corpse, their eyes also changed significantly.
Even for him, it would take great determination to revive this first-generation corpse.
After all, their gods had already paid a huge price to suppress this god corpse.
If there were no better choice, the primitive gods would not have taken such a risk.
"In the past, we were the only one who could suppress you... This time, we have to let other tribes feel your terror." The primitive gods squinted their eyes, their pupils glowed with a faint golden light, and they murmured, "
No matter what changes you have, you are born in the gods and should contribute to the gods.”
"Boom boom boom..."
As the corpse of gods continued to rise, the vibration of the entire god star became stronger and stronger.
"We must be careful of the interference of the prison!"
The Yang God raised his head and sent a voice to the primitive gods.
When they attacked the human race, they had been disturbed by the laws of great prisons.
The aura of the first generation of divine corpses is so powerful that it will inevitably attract the attention of the prison.
Especially they are currently located in the eastern part of the Immortal Realm, and the guardian of the East Prison does not sacrifice to the immortals... They are the one who has helped Fang Yu before!
"It's okay, no one can stop the corpse of gods." The primitive gods said coldly, "Don't forget who made it a corpse back then... Since this corpse cannot be completely erased, it means
Then... the plane law allows the corpse to appear again at a certain point in time."
...
Eastern Prison.
"Master, this aura is getting stronger and stronger! We must respond, wait... the opportunity will be missed, then..."
Several generals from the Eastern Prison were already gathered in the hall.
Whether it is defense or internal affairs, the generals are now looking anxious, looking at the immortal Wushen in the hall.
Wu Jixian said silently, but his face was extremely ugly, staring at the light curtain in front of him.
In the light curtain, in the area where the divine star is located, the fluctuations of the magic energy aura have reached a level that even the laws of the Great Prison cannot monitor, and the ripples in the entire area have formed a large distortion.
As my subordinates said, letting it go without paying attention... the situation will only be worse.
But the problem is, now you have to... still be able to manage it?
This level of aura fluctuation is probably the first time in the entire plane's history in the cognition of "No Sacrifice Immortals"!
Even if the Immortal Emperor fights, it will not be possible to cause such a strong fluctuation of magic energy!
"What the hell are the primitive gods doing? Do they really want to destroy this plane??" Wu Jixian was furious and slapped the table beside him and stood up.
"Master, are you going to take action yourself?" The generals' faces changed and they said in horror.
The guards of the prison went out to suppress the situation themselves... This is an unprecedented innovation!
"I am worthy of being the Lord, and my courage is not comparable to us. My subordinates must support the Lord's approach! When the Lord goes out, we will definitely supervise the internal and external affairs of the Eastern Prison. Please rest assured to be external! "
The home affairs general Yongye took the lead in kneeling down and said passionately.
Seeing this, the other generals also knelt down one after another.
"Who said I'm going to take action personally? You bastards just wish I could die soon. You guys are so good at getting to power, right?"
Wu Jixian looked at these subordinates and was almost angry and laughed.
"Master, if you don't care about this matter, our Eastern Prison will definitely be implicated!" Yongye said loudly with horror on his face.
"Don't I know I will be implicated? Is your mouth only used to fart?" Wu Jixian cursed, "I called you over here to help you find a way, not to cry and howl here!"
"Master, my subordinates recommend using the laws of the great prison to suppress it first. If they don't stop, we will..." a defense general spoke.
The other generals turned to look at the defense general.
"Well, what if they don't stop?" Wu Jixian also stared at the general and asked.
"Don't stop... Then warn them sternly!" The general's face changed and he replied.
There was a silence in the hall.
"Master, no matter what decision is made, I'm afraid... it's too late."
At this time, a general's voice was trembling and he said.
Hearing this, Wu Jixian and other generals immediately looked at the light curtain.
I saw that the entire area in the light curtain had turned into a twisted vortex, leaving only a piece of darkness.
This means that the fluctuations in that area have shattered a large area of starry sky!
What level of strong men appear in the world?
Wu Jixian stared at the light curtain in a daze and said, "This... it really seems that there is no need to take action. Let the top strong men on the plane deal with it... The original gods have such an existence, which is also used to deal with the Supreme One.
Strictly speaking, the gods and demons are not our business.”
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The Supreme Divine Realm, the mysterious pavilion.
The pavilion master just returned to the mysterious pavilion when he saw the air machine with a horror on his face rushed up.
"People, the primitive gods are doing something again! They..." Kong Ji shouted loudly.
The original gods have another move!?
The primitive gods who had just suffered a great loss in front of His Majesty... didn't even stop at all?
The Pavilion Master looked forward, and the light curtain condensed by the Kongmaster using magic.
In the light curtain is a large shattered starry sky.
"The supreme divine law in this area was completely destroyed... The source of that aura was the divine star of the primitive gods! They didn't know what evil spirits they summoned, and most of the auras they emitted were dead aura!
"Kong Ji said in horror.
"Death breath..." The owner of the Pavilion frowned and his face changed.
He knew that the Emperor's Son of Heaven is currently fusing the bloodline of the primitive gods.
This matter can only be reported to Your Majesty!
The Pavilion Master immediately wanted to set off and return to the divine palace.
But at this time, a figure appeared in the hall.
It is the phantom of Taiyuan.
"I have seen the ancestor of Taiyuan!" The pavilion master immediately bowed his fists.
"Tai, Taiyuan Ancestor..." Kong Ji's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.
But when he saw the movement of the Pavilion Master, he knew that this was not a joke, and he could not make a joke at this time, so he bowed his body and bowed his hands with shock.
"The original gods' foundation is indeed profound. After suffering such a big loss, they can summon this level of existence again in a blink of an eye..." Taiyuan narrowed his eyes and said, "It is indeed an unprecedented powerful opponent."
"Ancestor Taiyuan, the other party's target is probably us..." The pavilion master said in a deep voice.
"It's indeed possible." Taiyuan nodded, "but it may also be a demon or a human race."
"The group of members under the Enlightenment Tree have successfully realized the truth, but in terms of number, we need more divine emperors."